Happy Halloween!

Look at these cool halloween things!

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I used to love Halloween when I was younger because the compound I lived on in Saudi had a lot of Americans on it, and Americans go all out for Halloween so it was really fun for the kids. And trick-or-treating is awesome. Halloween's not as big in the UK though, so tonight I'm going to watch Casper and hide from any trick-or-treaters because I don't have any sweets to give them. Sorry kids.

In other news though, didn't we manage to avoid another apocalypse last week or something? Well done everybody.

Animal Madness

This morning I was rudely awakened by a Blue Tit which had managed to defy logic and fly in through my barely open window. The curtains are really thick and this bird was tiny so it was trapped on the window-sill. I kept hearing flapping wings as it tried to get out, but it was obviously having trouble. Daf was still asleep so I woke him up.

"Daf. There's a bird on the window-sill."

"That's not possible."

"Well, there's something on the window-sill."

He got up to investigate because I was scared that there was an eagle behind the curtains. Or at least a huge pigeon. I told Daf not to open the curtains because I was worried the bird would start flying all over the room and shit everywhere. So he peeked through the crack in the curtain and said, "Aww, it's a tiny little Blue Tit." He opened the window further and managed to guide it out quite quickly which was good because apparently little birds can get really flustered and then have a heart attack and die, and a dead bird is the last thing I need on a Monday morning.

After that, Daf saw a squirrel knock something ceramic off next-door's bird table and break it, then he scarpered with his mate. Vandals.

In other news, I keep looking at all the Christmas gifts on websites and it's getting me ridiculously excited. How soon can I listen to my Christmas music?

Song of the Day: Do You Want It All? by Two Door Cinema Club

One of life's many unanswerable questions

Why is it that you can be incredibly tired and so ready to go to sleep one moment, but then the minute your head hits the pillow all of a sudden your mind starts playing songs? And not quiet, soft lullabies or anything, but really energetic, repetitive songs that get stuck on a loop and replay over and over and over again. I didn't get to sleep until after 4 this morning.


And speaking of songs, I haven't done a song of the day in ages. So here's several:


Wake Up! by The Morning Light
Another Bad Night's Sleep by The Silver Seas (it's free on iTunes this week, go get it!)
Something Good Can Work by Two Door Cinema Club
Bang Bang Bang by Christina Perri
When We First Met by Hellogoodbye
Pirouette by Stickboy

Hello!!!!

On the MSN homepage today, there is this article in the editor's picks section about two teenage boys who are being praised for handing in a briefcase full of money that they found to the police. Now, don't get me wrong, I think it's great that they handed in this money instead of just keeping it, but why does such a huge deal need to be made out of it? They only did what everyone should do in that same situation. I know that there's probably a lot of people who wouldn't think twice about keeping that money, but I like to think that most people aren't complete assholes. Maybe it's because after the riots it's nice to hear teenagers being portrayed in a positive light, but I feel like if stories like this keep getting reported as out of the ordinary, it sends a message that it's the norm to not be a decent human being.


I don't know. Ignore me. Daf's in Wales visiting his parents and I've been a lonely loner since Monday, so the only interaction with real people I've had is at work.


Here, look at some photos.

No, I do not know the history of everything

Before work yesterday (which I accidentally managed to show up half an hour early for) I was watching The Chase, which is a quiz show where people compete against really clever quiz... people (or whatever the correct term is). One of the contestants was a History student, and he got a question about Elizabeth I wrong, and afterwards the Chaser said, "I'm surprised you got the history question wrong" to which the student replied, "Well I specialise in Russian History." But the Chaser didn't look impressed.


I can totally relate to this. Because I have a History degree, everyone expects me to know the history of absolutely everything ever. What they fail to realise is that actually I only know the stuff I have actually studied, and that History is a pretty broad subject. If I'm playing Trivial Pursuit or something and get a History question wrong, everyone tuts at me and tells me I should have got it right, even if it's something obscure like "What was the name of Henry II's cat?" (By the way, I don't know if Henry II had a cat so please don't ask me about it). It's really irritating.


Anyway, it's starting to get colder, and it's getting darker earlier so autumn/winter is rapidly approaching. There's been a lot of squirrel activity in the garden which is funny because Daf thinks squirrels are hilarious and he keeps giggling like a five year old every time he sees them prancing around.

Fags & Booze

Today Daf and I drove past a shop brilliantly named 'Fags & Booze'. I said, "I wonder what they sell in there?" which I thought was hilarious. Daf didn't laugh, but I think my sense of humour is just too refined for him.

In other news, I'm getting over a nasty cold. The weather has taken a turn for the worse and the temperature has dropped so I think that's why. I had to call in sick yesterday which made me feel guilty, even though it would have been irresponsible for me to go in considering I'm a waitress and handle a lot of plates and cutlery (ewww, germs).

I'm still loving Keane at the moment. Go and listen to Bedshaped. You're welcome.

Hello September

I can't for the life of me figure out how we got to September. Time tends to speed up at an alarming rate when you're not quite paying attention. Scary. On the upside, Christmas is now right around the corner! (Well, almost.) I love Christmas. The moment we get to November, Daf will be trying to convince me that it's still to early to watch Christmas films and listen to Christmas music.

I went into town yesterday for the first time in a couple of weeks and all the Autumn/Winter stuff is in the shops. I popped into Primark for a look around but I didn't last long because I can't quite handle the mess in there, it's such a state. When I got home I went outside to enjoy the sunshine, as I doubt it will last much longer. I took some reading material with me - I'd love to say it was something worthwhile, like Jane Eyre, but no, I was looking at all the new season shoes in Look magazine.

In other news, I'm experiencing a renewed love for Keane. Me and Daf watched a movie the other day that played Somewhere Only We Know at the end, which I haven't heard in ages, and then it came on the radio yesterday, so I've been playing all my Keane songs on my iTunes. So that's my song of the day. Enjoy.